Ling Le lingered at the Dao Sound Ancient Ruins for countless eons, finally "awakening" from the mystical resonance of the Dao rhythm.
Her silver eyes opened and closed, with a hidden brilliance inside. Her understanding of the Space Law had integrated into a new dimension of "Rhythm." The aura of the Heart of Void Relic and the Tao Origin Spirit Core had become increasingly harmonious, emitting an ancient and profound luster.
"Holy Mark Relic Land, Silent Void Sea, Nine Nether Sea Realm..." Three choices swirled in her heart.
Ultimately, those eyes, which saw through the void of Ten Thousand Realms, fixed on the most intense and dangerous direction drawn by fate—the Silent Void Sea.
There lay the edge of the universe's aging and the Returning Ruins, where the Space Law twisted to its utmost wildness, containing the secret of ultimate demise.
